*Smacks Self On Forehead*

Now you've gone and done it, Katherine*.

*Sigh*

It's official, I'm going out for coffee on Friday with the woman from my Italian meetup group. I'm pretty sure she thought I was hitting on her when we spoke on the phone. I was just trying to be friendly and cover up the fact that I was canvasing Travelin' Man. I hope I'm not expected to put out.

I'll post a play-by-play though. Hopefully it will be dreadfully dull and uneventful. *Sigh*

It's sort of ironic - if she were a male she would absolutely be KateBait. Maybe I should switch teams. Problem with that is I like the way boys smell. And, well, cocks are lovely things. Oooh, and the only boobs I properly appreciate are my own.

It'll never work. I'll break her heart. And she'll run away weeping piteously. And bite crunchily into the bleak graham-cracker of depression. And I'll end up having to switch teams out of guilt. Doh!

Perhaps I'm getting a bit ahead of myself.

I'll let you know.


*This is how I refer to myself when I'm annoyed with something I've done